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B's inna club Video (MV)




Performed By: Lay Bankz
Language: English
Length: 1:27
Written by: Laiya Watkins




Lay Bankz - B's inna club Lyrics
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Outside
Finna wet a nigga in his white tee
Million dollar bitch, broke hoes don't like me
'Lencies on my feet (Dieg-Diego), I don't do the Nike
Got the dodie in the air like a rocket
Bitch, I'm takin' off like a rocket
Been the plug I don't ever need a socket
Throwin' B's at the strip, I'm outta pocket

Uh-uh-uh-uh, I'm outside
Uh-uh-uh-uh, throwin' frrt in the-
Uh-uh-uh-uh, I'm outside
Uh-uh-uh-uh, throwin' B's in the club

I don't talk, bitch I came to f*ck it up
I don't walk, bitch I came to run it up
I don't gotta shoot, my nigga glizzy in the tuck
Keep it cute, why these bitches actin' tough?

She don't do enough, so, I'ma always do the most
Take a shot of Henny, make a post, then I go ghost
When I ain't have a penny, they wasn't proud of what I was doin'
Honestly, it's plenty motherf*ckers I proved wrong
And truthfully these bitches don't be livin' like they songs
I done seen somebody who not humble lose it all
That's why I keep the same people with me that I started with
Breakin' bread I don't ever need all of it

Uh-uh-uh-uh, I'm outside
Uh-uh-uh-uh, throwin' frrt in the-
Uh-uh-uh-uh, I'm outside
Uh-uh-uh-uh, throwin' B's in the club

I don't talk, bitch I came to f*ck it up
I don't walk, bitch I came to run it up
I don't gotta shoot, my nigga glizzy in the tuck
Keep it cute, why these bitches actin' tough?
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English

Outside
Finna wet a nigga in his white tee
Million dollar bitch, broke hoes don't like me
'Lencies on my feet (Dieg-Diego), I don't do the Nike
Got the dodie in the air like a rocket
Bitch, I'm takin' off like a rocket
Been the plug I don't ever need a socket
Throwin' B's at the strip, I'm outta pocket

Uh-uh-uh-uh, I'm outside
Uh-uh-uh-uh, throwin' frrt in the-
Uh-uh-uh-uh, I'm outside
Uh-uh-uh-uh, throwin' B's in the club

I don't talk, bitch I came to f*ck it up
I don't walk, bitch I came to run it up
I don't gotta shoot, my nigga glizzy in the tuck
Keep it cute, why these bitches actin' tough?

She don't do enough, so, I'ma always do the most
Take a shot of Henny, make a post, then I go ghost
When I ain't have a penny, they wasn't proud of what I was doin'
Honestly, it's plenty motherf*ckers I proved wrong
And truthfully these bitches don't be livin' like they songs
I done seen somebody who not humble lose it all
That's why I keep the same people with me that I started with
Breakin' bread I don't ever need all of it

Uh-uh-uh-uh, I'm outside
Uh-uh-uh-uh, throwin' frrt in the-
Uh-uh-uh-uh, I'm outside
Uh-uh-uh-uh, throwin' B's in the club

I don't talk, bitch I came to f*ck it up
I don't walk, bitch I came to run it up
I don't gotta shoot, my nigga glizzy in the tuck
Keep it cute, why these bitches actin' tough?
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Writer: Laiya Watkins
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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